>Day bollocks in Equestria
>You're awoken by the INTENSE BURNING LIGHT OF THE SUN, GOD DAMN THIS LACK OF BLINDS!
>You sit up groggily in you bed, rubbing your eyes until they stop burning
>You stand up and shamble to the bathroom
>Shower, shit, shave
>As you're head downstairs to your living room, you remember what happened the night before
>Giant mess and streamers everywhere
>Pinkie Pie Party
>not the usual fare for one though
>You start looking around
>Empty wine bottles
>a broken glass under a cloth
>flowers
>HUGE, ornately decorated white frosting cake
>...fuck
>You hear the shuffling of mess being pushed around
>Time to find out who the bride of anon is
>SURPRISE, it's fucking Fluttershy
>"Oh! Good morning, anon. Did you sleep well?
>She flutters up to you and gives you peck on the cheek.
>At least you can somewhat handle Fluttershy
>Oh well, at least it wasn't Applerape
>Knock on the door, speak of the de-
>It's Big Macintosh
>He looks like absolute liquified dog shit
>He doesn't look at you while he's speaking, clearly holding back tears.
>"Anon, Fluttershy. Applejack's... dead. She hung herself last night, after the weddin' party. The funeral's tomorrow."
>He keeps his composure and walks towards town, probably to tell the others.
>Fluttershy begins to weep
>You hug her and try to console her.
>Today is... a mixed day.